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Clarity in the Park ...


I was looking through last years Spring/Summer photos that I took, I thought I would use this photo for today's posting. This was taking in a park not too far from where we live. These were planted in memory of a local boys son that passed away. I met her when she  was planting them, and she told me the story of her son and everything he went through. I walked home not thinking of anything else other than the pain this family endured. I gained quite a bit of perspective that day. Some days we need clarity - I am thankful for meeting this woman. I am also thankful for this clarity.

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  1. beautiful flowers and a wonderful story. You are right...sometimes we need something to help put a perspective on our own trials...hugs to you...

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  2. It is amazing how we all are connected, how we share the energy, but also how we forget about that too often!
    I love how you post your photos, it's like a surprise - every day is colored differently! Lovely!

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  3. What a lovely photo and moving story. To me daffodils are some of the happiest flowers. I hope her memories are happy ones. Life is so bittersweet. I think simple beauty being here for us, to help brighten dark days is truly such a blessing. Thank you for sharing!

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  4. Jess ~ Thank you so much ~ Thanks for taking the time to read my posts ~ Yes, this is a day I will never forget ~ This photo speaks volumes to me :)

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